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"I don't know whop to trust, no surprize.
Heavy thoughs sift to dust, and the lies.
Tryin' not to break but I'm so tired of this decite,
Every time I try to make myself get back up on my feet.
All I ever think about is this, all the tiring time between.
And how tryin' to put my trust in yo ujust takes so much
out of me.
I-Take, everything from the inside and throw it all away, 'couse I swear,
for the last time, I won't trust myself with you..."
-Linkin Park

"This is my december, this is my time of the year.
This is my december, this is all so clear.
This is my december, this is my snow covered home,
This is my december, this is me alone.

And I, give it all away, just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away, to have soemone to go home to."
-Linkin Park

"I've become so numb, I can't feal you there.
I've become so tired, so much more aware.
I'm becoming this, all I want to do,
Is be more like me, and be less like you."
-Linkin Park

*sigh* little things that hardly help. Spwelling out depression, just to get rid of it. Man, I've sunk to a new low.